[ Maybe it's the quiet of the moment, maybe it's how they've found a way to start being open with each other. If Amos had to pinpoint when that happened, it'd be after Venera, when Gen had dressed him down. A significant reason why he'd brought him to Godsblood to begin with; why they'd been able to share a moment on the boat up there without another Aion in sight. Whenever it was, though, Gen's emotions feel merely secondhand — not his own, but not that far off — and they're not that hard to sift through. They're not that hard to understand, take in for his own.
Of course he hadn't been appreciated. The relief is nice, though. For as tough a front as he wants to put up — Gen cares about him. The reverse has always been true, but it's a continually solidifying affirmation. He can't get rid of him, and Amos doubts he'd even want to at this point.
So, even amongst the Kenoma that's long since become a part of their systems, there's that.
He takes the jostle, lightly swaying to the side before bouncing back; hitting Gen back with his shoulder lightly in turn, mindful of the hazard that his cigarette can potentially become. ]
You really think so?
[ Amos tilts his head, studying Gen's profile. Of course he does; otherwise he wouldn't have said it, but it's more of a rhetorical question on his part, anyway. That's really good enough? That's all you need? I'm good enough?
He blinks, following Gen's gaze, and the wave of affection is probably impossible to miss from him. ]
Cap was someone who was good to everyone. He's the only guy I knew like that, but he was. The something he always dropped was himself, but he really was good to everyone. [ A Martyr, essentially. ] Guess those types are few and far between though, huh.
[ Gen's probably right to not trust anyone who sells that bill of goods. But it's more than that — it's him laying out that he thinks the aspirations Amos has regarding the kind of person he wants to be are impossible. More than that; that who Amos is actually is good enough. It's not exactly something he hears often, if ever.
Amos turns back to look at him. Everything Gen's been through — what he knows of before Horos, but everything lately in particular — and he still has it in him to try to see the good in someone like him.
He wants to never let him down. ]
Same goes for you too, then. As long as you know who your people are. And as long as they're the type to appreciate you, too. Anyone else isn't worth it.
[ Anyone else can drop dead. He hopes he gets that. ]
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Of course he hadn't been appreciated. The relief is nice, though. For as tough a front as he wants to put up — Gen cares about him. The reverse has always been true, but it's a continually solidifying affirmation. He can't get rid of him, and Amos doubts he'd even want to at this point.
So, even amongst the Kenoma that's long since become a part of their systems, there's that.
He takes the jostle, lightly swaying to the side before bouncing back; hitting Gen back with his shoulder lightly in turn, mindful of the hazard that his cigarette can potentially become. ]
You really think so?
[ Amos tilts his head, studying Gen's profile. Of course he does; otherwise he wouldn't have said it, but it's more of a rhetorical question on his part, anyway. That's really good enough? That's all you need? I'm good enough?
He blinks, following Gen's gaze, and the wave of affection is probably impossible to miss from him. ]
Cap was someone who was good to everyone. He's the only guy I knew like that, but he was. The something he always dropped was himself, but he really was good to everyone. [ A Martyr, essentially. ] Guess those types are few and far between though, huh.
[ Gen's probably right to not trust anyone who sells that bill of goods. But it's more than that — it's him laying out that he thinks the aspirations Amos has regarding the kind of person he wants to be are impossible. More than that; that who Amos is actually is good enough. It's not exactly something he hears often, if ever.
Amos turns back to look at him. Everything Gen's been through — what he knows of before Horos, but everything lately in particular — and he still has it in him to try to see the good in someone like him.
He wants to never let him down. ]
Same goes for you too, then. As long as you know who your people are. And as long as they're the type to appreciate you, too. Anyone else isn't worth it.
[ Anyone else can drop dead. He hopes he gets that. ]